For thirty seconds, neither moved. Then Jules crossed the distance between them. He didn’t stand behind the camera. He stood beside it, facing her.
“I didn’t come here to direct you, Layla,” he said, his voice low and stripped of its old authority. “I came here to apologize.” layla jenner jules jordan return
The film ran out. The red light died. The soundstage fell silent. For thirty seconds, neither moved
“The diner,” she said, a sob catching in her throat. “Where my character finally tells her father she’s leaving home. You told me to think of the saddest thing I knew.” For thirty seconds